Chapter 52: Houtu's Shock

"Houtu! I have long admired your great name!" Tian Yuan cupped his hands, looking up and down at this Houtu of later generations.

Although she had taken human form, there was indeed a great difference compared to the other Ancestral Witches.

The remaining Ancestral Witches, even when not manifesting their Ancestral Witch Body, still had a violent aura radiating from their entire bodies, with undisguised irritability and ferocity in their eyes.

But the Houtu before him, when looked at carefully, actually gave one a gentle feeling.

If not for knowing her origin, one would never be able to associate her with the Ancestral Witches.

Houtu was stunned, her heart growing increasingly suspicious.

Among the twelve Ancestral Witches, she was the youngest and her reputation was not prominent; the stone man had truly come specifically for her.

"May I ask how to address you, fellow Daoist?" Houtu walked forward slowly, also carefully observing the stone man before her.

At such a close distance, she still could not sense the slightest fluctuation.

It could be said quite exaggeratedly that if not for seeing him with her own eyes, she would not have been able to perceive the other's existence at all.

Houtu had an inexplicable illusion that this stone man was completely integrated with Mount Buzhou beneath their feet.

Glancing at Gungun, who had buried his head in the ground not far away, Tian Yuan said calmly, "Tian Yuan!"

Houtu pondered in her mind; in the endless years of cultivation, it seemed to be the first time she had heard this name.

Houtu did not ask about her clansmen, but instead asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist Tian Yuan's Dao techniques are profound, why has Houtu never heard of you before?"

To be unknown in the Primordial World, and not even go to the Purple Heaven Palace to listen to the sermon, was truly somewhat strange.

Tian Yuan smiled and did not answer the other party, but instead asked in return, "May I ask, fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of the Wu Clan's existence?"

Houtu was stunned; she had not expected Tian Yuan to bring up such a question, and immediately thought of the many clansmen Tian Yuan had captured.

Father God carried out the Opening of Heaven and his body transformed into all things, and they, the twelve Ancestral Witches, were all transformed from his Essence Blood.

Through the cultivation of countless Great Eras, the Ancestral Witches manifested one by one.

Afterwards, feeling the temple was somewhat cold and cheerless, they used the remaining Father God bloodline to gestate many Great Witches, and subsequently gestated countless Wu people.

As for the meaning of the Wu Clan's existence, she had never thought about this question.

It was likely just like the many living beings of the Primordial World: surviving and cultivating, but this was clearly not the answer Tian Yuan needed.

After a moment of contemplation, Houtu replied softly, "To uphold the will of Father God and act on his behalf to govern this heaven and earth."

The Primordial World was opened by Father God, and they were the Pangu Orthodox, so it should be so.

A flash of sadness crossed Tian Yuan's eyes; this was likely the real reason the Wu Clan wanted to unify the Primordial World.

Unfortunately, the Ancestral Witches absorbed the Opening Heaven Turbid Qi, and the ordinary Wu people were wrapped in Malevolent Qi; they were all a bunch of irritable fellows.

I am afraid only the Wu Clan themselves believed they had the ability to manage the Primordial World well.

Clearly, the Houtu before him had not yet seen the future suffering of the creatures of the Primordial World.

Tian Yuan did not speak, but slowly extended his right hand, upon which a faint will circled.

"Father... Father God's will, it really is Father God's will!" Houtu finally could not maintain her calmness and walked forward, her face full of shock.

Although she had learned of it from her elder brothers, seeing it with her own eyes still left her incomparably shocked.

Houtu tremblingly extended her hands to touch the invisible fluctuation, shock mixed with piety.

Tian Yuan did not move, just quietly watching the other party.

Pangu was the supreme existence in the hearts of the Wu Clan, and this will was enough to explain everything.

As it appeared now, it was equally effective for Houtu.

The other Ancestral Witches were nowhere near this calm; they would likely only think he had blasphemed Pangu and would be eager to capture him for a good study.

Actually, thinking about it in his heart, he could understand; the Ancestral Witches were irritable by nature and prided themselves on being the Pangu Orthodox.

Who would have known that the will of Mount Buzhou was closely related to a stone man? Naturally, they would be extremely annoyed. Houtu took a deep breath, raised her head slightly, and looked at Tian Yuan in confusion: "Why is it like this?"

She was the Ancestral Witch, yet this stone man who popped out from nowhere could actually control the will of Mount Buzhou at will.

Tian Yuan did not answer Houtu, but turned his head to look at the boundless Eastern Land: "Clearing the Earth Veins of the Primordial World, reviving the will of Mount Buzhou, and stabilizing the heaven and earth of the Primordial World—this is the true mission of the Wu Clan."

As soon as the words fell, Tian Yuan was slightly startled, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

A rumbling sound came from overhead; Mount Buzhou emitted a dense aura, and the entire mountain began to surge upward.

It was truly timely; he had actually cleared a Branch Vein at this very moment.

Houtu's gaze was dull as she stared blankly at the scene before her.

At this moment in her eyes, it was as if Tian Yuan were controlling Mount Buzhou at will.

Mount Buzhou, transformed from Father God's spine, had stood in the center of the Primordial World since the beginning of the Opening of Heaven. During the past Great Calamity, it had shaken and killed countless Fierce Beasts that wreaked havoc on the world.

Houtu had never imagined that one day Mount Buzhou would be controlled by someone.

If she had not seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed it even if she died.

Tian Yuan did not speak again, just quietly watching Houtu; it was time for the other party to make a decision.

After a long while, Mount Buzhou stopped growing, and Houtu felt implicitly that the will shrouding Mount Buzhou had become much thicker.

What her elder brothers said about Mount Buzhou growing repeatedly was indeed the work of the stone man.

Houtu, having taken a deep breath, faced Tian Yuan: "So Kuafu and those clansmen are all clearing the Earth Veins?"

"Correct!" Tian Yuan nodded and admitted it generously.

He was not surprised that Houtu knew Kuafu and the others were not dead.

"Take me to the Earth Veins!" Houtu did not doubt anymore and chose to believe Tian Yuan.

Tian Yuan glanced at the foot of Mount Buzhou and spoke softly: "And the other Ancestral Witches?"

Only by thoroughly convincing the twelve Ancestral Witches could he take all the Wu Clan with him, and Tian Yuan also had some ideas about the Blood Pool in the Pangu Temple.

Transformed from the Pangu Heart, it was not only useful for clearing the Earth Veins but perhaps also of great use for reviving the will of Mount Buzhou.

Houtu naturally knew Tian Yuan's thoughts, but she sighed slightly in her heart and then replied softly: "After I see the Earth Veins with my own eyes, I will naturally help you convince them."

It was just that regarding this idea, Houtu had no confidence at all.

As the Wu Clan continued to grow, many of his elder brothers, including Big Brother, only thought about unifying the Primordial World.

The Wu Clan is the Pangu Orthodox; they are the true masters of the Primordial World! Tian Yuan saw the strangeness in Houtu's eyes and was not very surprised.

The Ancestral Witches are naturally irritable, and with the rise of Tribulation Qi in the world, they are likely even more insane.

Otherwise, why would they all crazily self-destruct during the Witch-Demon decisive battle, and that Gonggong even smashed Mount Buzhou, which represented the will of Pangu?

That Houtu could take the initiative to help persuade them was already enough to satisfy Tian Yuan.

"Let go of your self-restraint, and I will take you there!"

The will of Mount Buzhou was not yet strong enough; he could not forcibly take an Ancestral Witch along.

Choosing to trust Tian Yuan, Houtu did not hesitate at all. In an instant, a familiar aura rose from beneath her feet, slowly enveloping her.

This feeling was the embrace of Father God. Since she had taken form, she had never felt it again.

Just as this thought crossed her mind, the stars shifted, and a thick, vast aura rushed toward her.

Looking up, a divine mountain shrouded in dense Mysterious Yellow Qi stood before her eyes.

"This... this is Father God?" Houtu was stunned, then stumbled forward.

(End of this chapter)